Doomsday Wonderland

Why do you want to break?

As soon as Dr. Chen's voice fell, someone threw down the pen abruptly, and someone hurriedly withdrew his hands from the paper; but when the initial shock subsided, everyone's faces were filled with similar doubts.

If the hotel is Dr. Chen’s home court, paper or pen is his Media, and cooperation is his Message, then Lin Sanjiu is confident that he will immediately become Dr. Chen’s microphone, definitely more than four—— He can win the game right away.

However, he chose the moment when everyone hadn't started writing records and the pen and paper were still on the table, reminding them to be careful about Messages.

"Why do everyone look at me like this?"

The middle-aged doctor with fair skin and gentle expression, he was stunned before reacting, and sighed, "Ah, I know... It's really hard to defend. The hotel is not my home court... If it's my scene, what I said Why not stay in the hotel and say? After all, in the home court, the credibility is doubled, do you remember?"

If he doesn't mention it, it seems that many people really almost forgot-after all, there are too many dungeon rules.

"If you are not at ease, you can find paper and write it down yourself, or after you finish writing, return the paper and pen to me. I just remind everyone to be wary of hidden messages, so that the recording system can better ensure our safety. "Doctor Chen knocked on the paper on the table and said.

At present, the things that everyone has are paper, pens, and mineral water; even food is not all the same. Lin Sanjiu paid attention and found that apart from the above three, none of the objects were picked up by all four people at the same time-the only risk is that the only risk is that the water, which is unlikely to be Media, is eliminated. Paper and pen.

Although Dr. Chen took the initiative to break it, indicating that his home court was indeed not a hotel; but out of caution, no one reached out to touch the pen and paper on the table.

Everyone was silent for a few seconds. The man who looked good but faintly resembled a mouse first raised his hands and said, "I won't participate in this recording system. If it turns out to be your Message, you just said it deliberately. I relax my guard—"

Jiang Tian obviously couldn't stand the stupid type, and rolled her eyes. "Then you didn't get any Media, what's so scary about you?"

"Someone asked your opinion?" The man seemed to have a temper at any time, turning his head and cursing: "Do you think you are great? You know there must be no Media in this bag of mine?"

Jiang Tian stared at him for a few seconds, and her anger slowly turned into a smile. "You are right." She almost softly encouraged, "Then you throw everything away, and it's better not to participate in the recording system."

"But, this—" Doctor Chen was obviously a little anxious. As soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by Jiang Tian.

"If there are a few people who are unwilling to participate, it is actually a good thing for the rest of the people who participated in the recording system." Without looking at the rat face, she said to everyone: "I will only stop here. I understand. People will understand."

Without giving other people a chance to ask questions, she stood up from the table first, took nothing, dropped the sentence "I'm looking for paper and pen", turned around and walked towards the rows of small shops far away from the beach.

"Why is it better for us not to participate?" Hina looked around the table, but no one answered her.

The mouse face looked confused, worried and uncomfortable, but still biting his mouth, refusing to participate in the recording system-Lin Sanjiu looked at it and wanted to sigh in his heart.

Regardless of evolutionary or ordinary people, no matter which group, there are always fewer outstanding people and more mediocre ones. It’s not even just a matter of mind and intelligence; even if she explained the risk to Rat Face clearly—“people who don’t participate in the recording system will become the hunting target of others”—he couldn’t overcome the paranoia and fear, saying Uncertainly, instead, I feel that if people persuade him to join, it must be a harmful attempt to him.

Of the last thirteen people, a total of three people did not participate in the recording system: the mouse face, the thin and confused woman Guan Nan, and the man who looked like a primitive.

"I'm looking for paper and pen, too," Roab pushed aside his chair expressionlessly. "No one will talk to me until the recording system starts running."

Except for the three who did not attend, the others also left the table and scattered on the beach under the sun.

Lin Sanjiu walking on this long white sandy beach is like walking into a distant summer vacation: the beach is covered with beach towels, a glass of iced drink is placed under the umbrellas; bags and handbags are scattered on the white sand Inside, there is a pair of shoes next to it; in the distance, there are rows of small shops selling snacks, drinks, travel souvenirs, swimwear, swimming goggles, renting various equipment and equipment, as well as various restaurants, bars...The only thing that is removed from the scene Yes, it is people.

When she crossed the beach and walked towards the restaurant, a gust of sea breeze sent a faint voice of dialogue behind her.

"Hurry up, tell me, what does Jiang Tian mean?" Hina's loud voice didn't need the help of the Shanghai breeze; Lin Sanjiu didn't look back, raised his ears, and heard the voice of duck down in the wind. .

"Those who participated in the recording system...will definitely attack those who did not..." Duck Down's words were intermittent, but it did not prevent Lin Sanjiu from understanding her meaning.

"I don't understand this," Henna said gruffly. "Isn't the recording system just for people to see that someone is repeatedly spreading the baa tangerine to others?"

Pay attention to the public account: book friends base camp, pay attention to send cash and coins!

"It's Message..."

"If there are three people who don't participate," Hina didn't care about her correction at all, and continued: "For example, if you want to find a megaphone, you said to each of the three who did not participate. A person in the recording system said it again. Then in the recording system, your bleating orange only appeared once, and it was not repeated at all. How can I tell? This is not even more important to those of us who participated in the recording system. Is it bad?"

Duck down didn't answer for a moment. This is indeed an unpleasant thing to say.

Dr. Chen hopes that everyone will "stalemate" with the dungeon. Although many people have been persuaded, it is certain that there are still people who still plan to win the game and leave the dungeon.

As Haina said, when three people do not participate in the recording system, then one of the people participating in the recording system will be exposed to risk; but from another perspective, the risk of being recruited is only one-tenth. But in exchange for a channel to win the game and leave the copy.

"If someone doesn't want to cooperate with the copy, then he will also feel that he can have a way out..." The duck down voice is also a little embarrassing, "It won't start with the recording system itself, so everyone has it. Danger... is equivalent to releasing the risk."

In other words, under the circumstance that we cannot guarantee everyone's concerted efforts, the current situation actually guarantees the safety of the majority by sacrificing the minority.

When Lin Sanjiu approached the restaurant, he looked back and found that the two of them had disappeared and they did not know where they had gone.

She originally thought that everyone would think of restaurants for the first time—because there were paper and pens used by waiters to record orders—but at this time, she found that she was the only person in front of several restaurants.

That's right, ordinary people in the Twelve Worlds probably don't have much chance to patronize a real restaurant.

Sure enough, after finding a ballpoint pen and a small note paper clipped on the board at the cashier, Lin Sanjiu sat alone in the empty dining room and thought for a while.

She has never forgotten who sent her into this factory; now she can't figure out more and more, letting ordinary people fall into the copy one after another, what good is it for the old woman and the shadow palace?

She looked around the restaurant. The Shadow Palace spent such a big Zhou Zhang to lift Fanjia City upside down, just for this?

Since she was sent to the factory, she has not had time to contact Silu; now, taking advantage of the absence of others, she patiently called dozens of times in a row, finally calling out the contact device Silu gave her— —As a result, when I tried it, I found it silent like a stone in the copy.

Lin Sanjiu sighed, and it took dozens of times to retrieve the contactor. Before going out of the restaurant, she hesitated for a while and called out [Description Power]; this time, she tried for three minutes without stopping.

Dr. Chen's plan was in her arms: when the people behind the factory were forced out, it was also her chance to take off the [facial hair] and work on the factory; in other words, she must do her best to ensure the smooth operation of this plan—— Even if Dr. Chen himself really has any hidden intentions.

Although she didn't think about what [Described Power] would do for her, she felt a little more emboldened as soon as she held the special item in her hand.

When he returned to the beach, Lin Sanjiu found that most of the people had also returned. The pen and paper in everyone’s hands were not the same. Write on the blank space of the registration form; some use ballpoint pens, and some use eyeliner pens found in women’s bags.

Wanfu didn't even use pen and paper: he found a tape recorder on the beach, and he happened to recognize it, so he carried it back and recorded all the information he needed to record.

When everyone had almost finished writing down the information, thirty minutes happened to be almost there.

"The owner of the beach scene, didn't do anything," Wen Ya with thin eyebrows looked at the crowd and said: "It seems that this system is already working, and the scene owner can't do anything..."

At the beginning of his sentence, everyone was still standing on the beach; when he was almost finished speaking, the sun disappeared completely.

It's not just sunlight that disappears. All the sky and lights were erased from the copy; when the thirteen people stood in the pitch black with outstretched hands for several minutes, they finally confirmed in a faint panic: In the third scene, it was one The group is dark.